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Chain Letter    Anton Deveau had a schedule. 6:00 a.m.—start the day, hot shower, shave,...

Cold Case  For well over a century, the modest, one-story house had stood at the end of an old...

The Forgotten One   It is cold and dark. I can hear them. They are above the rotting old...

The Gospel According to Mr. X    John was bound, gagged, and naked in the back of a pickup...

Gladys Sing    A low whisper and stale breath tickled Gladys Sing’s ear awakening her.  She...